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teenage love poem

não esteja irritado com mim
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o dia é feito
com alegria e maravilha
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
em todas as coisas não faladas de
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou

 



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